PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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... meet again , I know not . Therefore our everlasting farewell take : - For ever , and for ever , farewell , Cassius ! If we do meet again , why , we shall smile ; If not , why then this parting was well made . Cas . For ever , and for ...
... meet again , I know not . Therefore our everlasting farewell take : - For ever , and for ever , farewell , Cassius ! If we do meet again , why , we shall smile ; If not , why then this parting was well made . Cas . For ever , and for ...
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... meet me in the field , That thou shouldst make a coward's cause thy own ! [ begg'd with tears Seb . He durst : nay , more , desir'd and To meet thy challenge fairly ; twas thy fault To make it public : but my duty then To interpose , on ...
... meet me in the field , That thou shouldst make a coward's cause thy own ! [ begg'd with tears Seb . He durst : nay , more , desir'd and To meet thy challenge fairly ; twas thy fault To make it public : but my duty then To interpose , on ...
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... meet With the base murmur of the water's fall ; The water's fall , with difference discreet , Now soft , now loud ... meeting at one time ; [ there , Yet arms till that time did he never wield : The cruel marks of many a bloody field ...
... meet With the base murmur of the water's fall ; The water's fall , with difference discreet , Now soft , now loud ... meeting at one time ; [ there , Yet arms till that time did he never wield : The cruel marks of many a bloody field ...
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Ajax arms art thou bear beauty behold blood breast breath bright Brutus Cæsar call'd Cassius cheek Comus Cymbeline dead dear death Decius didst dost doth dread dream earth ev'ry eyes fair father fear fire flow'rs gentle give gods gold grace grief Hadad hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hell honor hour Iago king Lady light live look lord lov'd lyre Macb Macbeth Macd Marcian mind moon Muse nature ne'er never night noble nymph o'er Othello Pandarus peace pity poor pow'r pride prince Rome round seem'd SHAKSPEARE sight sleep smile soft Sonnet sorrow soul speak spide spirit stamp'd sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue twas Tybalt unto Vent vex'd virtue voice weep wind wretched youth